You paced back and forth, thinking out loud, and anxiety building with every passing moment. Sam’s brow furrowed, clearly trying to keep his own frustration in check. “Just sit down, shut up, and listen” He said firmly, putting his gun away with a decisive click. He gestured to the chair in front of him, his voice a mixture of authority and concern. “I can’t just sit here while—” “While what?” Sam interrupted, his tone softening slightly. “While we figure this out? You need to trust me on this. We’re in deep, and the last thing we need is for you to get hurt.”